"Eccedentesiast (noun) - A person who fakes a smile," she reads off of her vocab list. The word feels fresh on the young girl’s lips, a definition, a word for what she has allowed herself to become. “A person who fakes a smile,” she mouths the words again. The English teacher stares her eyes down on Amanda, the young girl looks up, meeting the dark green eyes with her own light brown. A ghost of a smile manifests on her face, a forced and eccendentesiast curl of the lips. The older woman stays for but a moment more, and walks away toward her desk to continue teaching. A second of time that could have given everything Amanda has hidden, away. She pulls on her jacket sleeves, making sure they’re completely covering her little problem. "Eccedentesiast..."